The New York SpeakerMason Brothers, 1868 |
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... cheek adorn ? Pleasure is marked by fleetness , To those who ever roam ; While grief itself has sweetness At Home ! dear home ! There blend the ties that strengthen Our hearts in hours of grief , The silver links that lengthen Joy's ...
... cheek adorn ? Pleasure is marked by fleetness , To those who ever roam ; While grief itself has sweetness At Home ! dear home ! There blend the ties that strengthen Our hearts in hours of grief , The silver links that lengthen Joy's ...
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... cheek and forehead , With the deer upon his shoulders , Suddenly from out the woodlands Hiawatha stood before them . Straight the ancient Arrow - maker Looked up gravely from his labor , Laid aside the unfinished arrow , Bade him enter ...
... cheek and forehead , With the deer upon his shoulders , Suddenly from out the woodlands Hiawatha stood before them . Straight the ancient Arrow - maker Looked up gravely from his labor , Laid aside the unfinished arrow , Bade him enter ...
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... cheek , a shade Of thought , or care , stole softly over , Like that by a cloud in a summer day made , Looking down on a field of blossoming clover . The rose yet lay on her cheek , but its flush Had something lost of its brilliant ...
... cheek , a shade Of thought , or care , stole softly over , Like that by a cloud in a summer day made , Looking down on a field of blossoming clover . The rose yet lay on her cheek , but its flush Had something lost of its brilliant ...
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... cheek was wan : Stooping and staffed was her withered frame , Yet just as busily swung she on ; The garland beneath her had fallen to dust ; The wheels above were eaten with rust ; The hands , that over the dial swept , Grew crooked and ...
... cheek was wan : Stooping and staffed was her withered frame , Yet just as busily swung she on ; The garland beneath her had fallen to dust ; The wheels above were eaten with rust ; The hands , that over the dial swept , Grew crooked and ...
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... cheeks were red , her hair was black , And she was considered by good judges to be by all odds the best looking girl in town . Her age was nearly seventeen , Her eyes were sparkling 98 NEW YORK SPEAKER . The Convict Ship, Anonymous,
... cheeks were red , her hair was black , And she was considered by good judges to be by all odds the best looking girl in town . Her age was nearly seventeen , Her eyes were sparkling 98 NEW YORK SPEAKER . The Convict Ship, Anonymous,
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264 ページ - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
384 ページ - What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, — The soil where first they trod! They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God ! Felicia Hemans.
265 ページ - Yet not to thine eternal resting-place Shalt thou retire alone, nor couldst thou wish Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world - with kings, The powerful of the earth - the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
244 ページ - In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor Now — now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon.
284 ページ - Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet we know not we are listening to it, Thou the meanwhile wast blending with my thought, Yea, with my life, and life's own secret joy ; Till the dilating soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there, As in her natural form, swelled vast to heaven.
95 ページ - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace: While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bridemaidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
269 ページ - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my...
94 ページ - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broad-sword he weapon had none, He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
215 ページ - THE isles of Greece! the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
269 ページ - Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted — On this home by Horror haunted — tell me truly, I implore: Is there — is there balm in Gilead? — tell me — tell me, I implore!